T.Latt - Hood Rich (Taraji) lyrics

Hood Rich (Taraji) [Intro] We here for a reason Shoutout my n***a juan from the 910. That’s a real n***a right there, b**h I ball. This ain’t one night. Come to High Point. f** with me [Hook] Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji. Take that paper route let the lord guide me. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Go get it on your own. Go get it on your own. (Repeat x 1) [Verse 1] Mother wished d**h on me. It almost happened. Daughter of my own, Hope that she call daddy. When she get older, Tell her my b**h the baddest. Put her in time out I had to count up some cabbage. She wanna f**. We disappear like it’s magic Make tonight differ. Mix the codeine with Fanta. Call her hoe 3 times, And then I ride off like santa. Must have called me naughty. Nobody got me to present. Thankful for my loyalty, Without them I couldn’t manage. LattThat Sosa, I remind her of Sammy You should be my girlfriend Don’t mean to be so demanding. Why argue with that b**h When you can rip off her panties. She hate me in the streets, She know that I’m taking chances. I tell her not to worry When the lord reach his hand in. Grab me out that bowl of life. This dust is recycled. n***as stab you like Caesar. No running from Myers. [Hook] Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji. Take that paper route let the lord guide me. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Go get it on your own. Go get it on your own. (Repeat x 1) [Verse 2] I just dropped my lady, Baby momma going dumb. n***a’s love it when you losing. Really hate it when you’ve won Counted up them hundreds, My daughter turned a month High risk you get k**ed Don’t you come around the point. I can’t f** with you. You don’t like to work. I don’t f** with you. No branch, be switching up. Talking kitchens, I’m in the field I swear these n***a’s b**hes, Need to find a purse. Catch your main in a skirt, I’m a hit it raw. Stayed on beast, Always been a dog. f** jumping of the porch. I just went to war. Beef take money. Pesticides miss me. Your b**h miss me. My old b**h miss me. My hand benjamin’s. In my hand benjamin’s Yea b**h I ball b**h I ball. Yea b**h I ball. [Hook] Dream Chasing but my bars not meek. Sipping on the henny, b**h Taraji. Take that paper route let the lord guide me. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Just a young n***a, yea I’m hood rich. Go get it on your own Go get it on your own. (Repeat x 1) *** Thanks Latt for this lyrics